"Sure enough, as I expected, after completing the fourth level of the Bone Melting Technique, my physical body has been greatly improved. In terms of physical strength alone, it is even stronger than this green fire." Jian Wushuang secretly said.
Although Qinghuo has been refined into the fifth level of the Bone Melting Technique, Jian Wushuang, because of the Great Heaven Creation Technique, before practicing the Bone Melting Technique, his physical body was already heaven-defying, and he was refined into the Bone Melting Technique. After the fourth level, physical strength alone is enough to compete with the powerful ones in the Seven Heavens Realm of China.
Without the use of spiritual power, the power of light is indeed inferior to that of the physical body, and Qing Huo is indeed inferior to him.
"I only used 70% of my power just now, so next, I will use 80%." Jian Wu's eyes burst with light, and then he burst out again.
This time, Qing Huo went all out, waving his huge fist, blasting away the air, and smashed directly towards him.
Bang!
There was another loud noise, and this time the confrontation ended with Jian Wushuang and Qing Huo both exploding out.
"Come again!"
With a hint of excitement in his eyes, Jian Wu rushed out again, and this time the power in his hands had increased to 90%.
Bang!
The third collision, this time the result was that Qing Huo was bombarded and retreated in embarrassment. It was obvious that Jian Wushuang had the upper hand.
"Mr. Qinghuo, light is stronger than the physical body. You are no match for me. You should go all out." Jian Wushuang said.
"Go all out?" Qing Huo's heart moved, and then he nodded, "Okay, be careful."
As soon as the words fell, an aura of spiritual power from the Qixiao Realm suddenly burst out, and at the same time, a black spear appeared in Qing Huo's hand.
Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, and the Three Killing Sword appeared in his hand, and there was also a good aura of spiritual power rising from his body.
Wow! Wow!
Two streams of light streaked through the void, and in an instant, the two were fighting again.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The fierce confrontations produced a huge roar that resounded throughout the school grounds, and the violent energy formed by the confrontation between the two also swept crazily towards the surroundings.
The entire Wuyan tribe was alarmed. Countless tribesmen walked out of the camp and came to the school grounds. They all saw the collision between Jian Wushuang and Qing Huo.
"It's Uncle Qinghuo, and the other one is Jian Wushuang who just arrived in the tribe."
"How could it be possible? This Jian Wushuang is obviously just a saint. How can he compete head-on with Uncle Qinghuo? And it seems that he still has the upper hand."
"Lord Qinghuo, do you have the upper hand?"
The tribesmen who rushed to the school grounds were a little confused when they saw this battle.
Because they all saw that in this battle, Jian Wushuang actually had an absolute advantage, and even though Qing Huo had gone all out, he still looked a little embarrassed in Jian Wu's hands.
"Brother Wushuang is so powerful? Even my father seems to be unable to defeat him?" Qinghu clenched the spear in both hands and stared at everything above with wide eyes.
The little girl Wu Yu also opened her dark eyes wide and looked up.
Wow!
A dazzling sword light suddenly lit up, and it stabbed out directly with a determined and unrelenting mood. It was the second form of the Heart-killing Sword Technique that caused death.
Qing Huo also immediately waved his spear, piercing the void like a poisonous snake.
Clang! There was another fierce confrontation. In the void where the two met, an invisible ripple spread out in the space, and then the green fire figure was seen exploding away again.
"That's it, that's all."
Qing Huo smiled bitterly, took back his spear, and had no intention of taking action again.
Jian Wushuang also withdrew the Three Killing Sword, and the two of them fell from the void to the ground.
"My little friend Wushuang is extraordinary in strength, Qing Huo is willing to be defeated." Qing Huo sighed.
"Mr. Qinghuo accepted." Jian Wushuang said humbly, feeling quite happy in his heart.
He gained a lot from this battle with Qinghuo. He gained a great understanding of both the strength of the Blood Spirit Continent warriors and his own strength.
The overall strength of the warriors in Demon Spirit Continent is indeed much stronger than that of China.
Qing Huo was obviously only at the Qixiao Realm level, but when Jian Wushuang fought against him, he found that his combat power was not much different from that of Prince Zi Zhong whom he had fought against before.
You must know that Prince Zi Zhong is a powerful person in the Eight Heavens Realm. In terms of realm, he is one level higher than Qing Huo. Moreover, Prince Zi Zhong also possesses Taoist Divine Weapons.
As for Qinghuo, Qinghuo's spear is only at the level of a first-class divine weapon, but his physical body is much more powerful than Prince Purple Bell. When he explodes with all his strength, he is quite close to Prince Purple Bell.
"After I refined the fourth level of the Bone Melting Technique, my physical strength increased greatly. My burst of strength and sword skills alone were enough to compete with the green fire, and I even had a slight upper hand. However, I still have many methods that I have not used yet!" Wushuang secretly said.
In the fight just now, although Jian Wushuang had fully exerted his spiritual cultivation, physical strength and swordsmanship, he still had many methods that he had not yet used.
The strongest sword soul alone, once the power of the sword soul is used, is enough to increase his strength to a whole new level.
He also has Shura secret skills and domains, but he has never used them.
The Heart-killing Sword was never used.
"If it's a real life-and-death fight, with my methods, I won't be afraid at all even if I encounter a divine general from the Eight Heaven Realm who is a level higher than this Qinghuo." Jian Wushuang thought to himself.
"Little friend Wushuang, can you chat with me alone?" Qing Huo suddenly said.
Jian Wushuang's expression changed. Although he didn't know what Qing Huo wanted to talk to him about, he still nodded, "Of course."
"Please!" Qing Huo and Jian Wushuang walked towards the camp. As for Wu Yuan and others, they didn't follow them.
After arriving at the camp, the two sat down next to a table. Qing Huo waved his hand and took out some wine and some fruits.
Jian Wushuang was not polite. He poured himself a glass of wine, put it to his nose and smelled it before drinking it.
"Little friend Wushuang, if I guess correctly, you are not from the Demon Spirit Continent, right?" Qing Huo said casually.
The movement of Jian Wu's hands immediately stopped, but he looked towards Qing Huo in surprise.
How could Qing Huo guess his identity so easily
"Haha." Qing Huo smiled faintly, "My little friend is physically strong, but before coming to our Wuyan tribe, he had never practiced any body tempering techniques. This is almost impossible among the human warriors in the Demon Spirit Continent!"
"But my friend is not a monster, and you can't tell me your origin. I guessed at that time that my friend might come from outside the Demon Spirit Continent!"
Qing Huo is one of the divine generals of the Demon Spirit Continent. Although he has never been outside the Demon Spirit Continent, he has heard about it and knows that there are many other worlds outside the Demon Spirit Continent.
(End of chapter)